So, what sorts of bad ends would you imagine for female characters from a whole bunch of different franchises? How would they get killed, beaten, raped, etc? How about we post a female character (or characters) and come up with ways to finish them off.

I dig this kind of forum game. I can see them all being chained up for a public torturing and execution, where the onlookers come up and beat them mercilessly from the neck down until their innards are completely pulped.
Let's keep the thread starting with another well-known one. How would you most like to see Tracer meet her end?

(05-20-2018, 10:38 PM)wrecked24 Wrote: I dig this kind of forum game. I can see them all being chained up for a public torturing and execution, where the onlookers come up and beat them mercilessly from the neck down until their innards are completely pulped.
Let's keep the thread starting with another well-known one. How would you most like to see Tracer meet her end?

I would stick a spiked dildo up her cunt, suspend her from her tits from the ceiling and burn her starting from the bottom down. Let’s see how fast she runs then.

(05-21-2018, 03:44 AM)joker Wrote: I would stick a spiked dildo up her cunt, suspend her from her tits from the ceiling and burn her starting from the bottom down. Let’s see how fast she runs then.

How about killing off Ryuko and Satsuki?

Start off by pitting them against each other in battle. Let them duke it out for a while and once they've tired each other out, capture them both when they can't fight back. Jam meathooks into the backs of their skulls and hang them up, then use their blades to cut them open, clean them out, ant taxidermy them so they can be displayed as school trophies.
Let's put an end to Hatsune Miku.

Miku Hatsune - see how long she can last being a disposable punching bag for the enjoyment of Sakyo. When he grows bored of her, he’ll fuck her for days until she’s nothing but a useless little cum dumpster. And even then, that’ll do little to satisfy the wealthy gambler. He’ll finally finish her off via having her skinned alive, her skin being used as a taxidermied statue for his pleasure. As for her skinless body? Meat grinder.

(05-22-2018, 09:23 PM)EmeraldCrow Wrote: Miku Hatsune - see how long she can last being a disposable punching bag for the enjoyment of Sakyo. When he grows bored of her, he’ll fuck her for days until she’s nothing but a useless little cum dumpster. And even then, that’ll do little to satisfy the wealthy gambler. He’ll finally finish her off via having her skinned alive, her skin being used as a taxidermied statue for his pleasure. As for her skinless body? Meat grinder.

Anyone got anything grim they wanna do to Sunako Nakahara?

I had to look into her to see what she's all about. I think I've got a nice way for her to go.
I'd keep her tied to a table, propped up opposite a mirror so she can get a good glimpse of herself, then start dissecting her. Doing it gently, taking it slow when first opening her up, I'd try to make it very surgical. I'd let her watch as I take her apart piece by piece, starting with her non-vitals so she can stick around and see what she's really made of, so she can see the beauty of her viscera. When I finally empty out everything but her heart, I'd take extra care to remove and preserve it, even show it to her while it's still beating before her light finally goes dim. In her end and absence, she can be beautiful.

(05-22-2018, 09:23 PM)EmeraldCrow Wrote: Miku Hatsune - see how long she can last being a disposable punching bag for the enjoyment of Sakyo. When he grows bored of her, he’ll fuck her for days until she’s nothing but a useless little cum dumpster. And even then, that’ll do little to satisfy the wealthy gambler. He’ll finally finish her off via having her skinned alive, her skin being used as a taxidermied statue for his pleasure. As for her skinless body? Meat grinder.

Anyone got anything grim they wanna do to Sunako Nakahara?

I had to look into her to see what she's all about. I think I've got a nice way for her to go.
I'd keep her tied to a table, propped up opposite a mirror so she can get a good glimpse of herself, then start dissecting her. Doing it gently, taking it slow when first opening her up, I'd try to make it very surgical. I'd let her watch as I take her apart piece by piece, starting with her non-vitals so she can stick around and see what she's really made of, so she can see the beauty of her viscera. When I finally empty out everything but her heart, I'd take extra care to remove and preserve it, even show it to her while it's still beating before her light finally goes dim. In her end and absence, she can be beautiful.

Ever wanted to kill an angel? Try your hand at Stocking Anarchy.

Stocking, huh?

After having been forced to be subdued brutally by the likes of countless demons, she’s forced to watch her own sister Panty get gang raped for hours by an onslaught of various demons. Each time Stocking tries to break free from her bonds, she gets branded with a word. The word “CUNT” is branded on her jiggly ass, the CU being branded on her left asscheek and the NT branded on her right asscheek respectively so. Her cries of agony from the searing heat only fuel the demons raping her blonde sister even more, their lust triggered further.

Next up comes the word “BITCH”, it gets branded on her left tit just right above her nipple graciously. Again, hot tears streak down her face from a mixture of the branding and witnessing Panty get violated cruelly. But it doesn’t end there as the word “SLUT” is branded perfectly on her right tit, inches above her perky nipple. Throughout the whole ordeal of being branded like the fat cow she is, Stocking has practically pissed her own undies and her vocal chords exhausted from screeching so much.

Her wish for death is granted when a certain demon who killed Orchid (Yusuke Urameshi) decides to chow down on Stocking’s face. He hungrily consumes away at her visage until what’s staring back at him is a bloody skull with a cotton candy pink and sky blue mane still attached miraculously to her cranium. Her eyes are bloodshot, teeth exposed along with her perky gums.

As for Panty, her death came moments after her sister perished - via a dick to the skull as both of her eyes were gouged out, the bloody openings where her eyes once resided used as a makeshift fuckhole.

***

I offer, to the thread, Mary Barrows of Clock Tower and Beverly Goodman from Mr. Pickles. Both of these blonde milfs stumbled upon each other, the former having lost her own sons and everything she planned having gone awry. As for Beverly, her stupidity led her to a fate she cannot avoid. And without her beloved son Tommy or lazy husband Stanley, let along protective dog Mr. Pickles, she’s as good as dead. Finish these uppity cunts off.

After having been forced to be subdued brutally by the likes of countless demons, she’s forced to watch her own sister Panty get gang raped for hours by an onslaught of various demons. Each time Stocking tries to break free from her bonds, she gets branded with a word. The word “CUNT” is branded on her jiggly ass, the CU being branded on her left asscheek and the NT branded on her right asscheek respectively so. Her cries of agony from the searing heat only fuel the demons raping her blonde sister even more, their lust triggered further.

Next up comes the word “BITCH”, it gets branded on her left tit just right above her nipple graciously. Again, hot tears streak down her face from a mixture of the branding and witnessing Panty get violated cruelly. But it doesn’t end there as the word “SLUT” is branded perfectly on her right tit, inches above her perky nipple. Throughout the whole ordeal of being branded like the fat cow she is, Stocking has practically pissed her own undies and her vocal chords exhausted from screeching so much.

Her wish for death is granted when a certain demon who killed Orchid (Yusuke Urameshi) decides to chow down on Stocking’s face. He hungrily consumes away at her visage until what’s staring back at him is a bloody skull with a cotton candy pink and sky blue mane still attached miraculously to her cranium. Her eyes are bloodshot, teeth exposed along with her perky gums.

As for Panty, her death came moments after her sister perished - via a dick to the skull as both of her eyes were gouged out, the bloody openings where her eyes once resided used as a makeshift fuckhole.

***

I offer, to the thread, Mary Barrows of Clock Tower and Beverly Goodman from Mr. Pickles. Both of these blonde milfs stumbled upon each other, the former having lost her own sons and everything she planned having gone awry. As for Beverly, her stupidity led her to a fate she cannot avoid. And without her beloved son Tommy or lazy husband Stanley, let along protective dog Mr. Pickles, she’s as good as dead. Finish these uppity cunts off.

Mary can meet a slow, painful end via being gently lowered down onto a razor sharp blade. After being strung up, she'll gradually fall lower and lower by the minute until her cunt meets cold steel, continuing onward to split her in half, provided she doesn't simply croak from spilling too much blood on the blade or having her entrails lose their place inside of her. Whichever becomes her end, she can enjoy every last painstaking millisecond of it.
As for that Beverly cunt, she's hardly worth the time. She can be tied up by the feet with a slit throat to bleed out like the pig she is. Once she's all dry, she can have her torso slit open and carved out so that her hollow chest cavity can be turned into a meat urinal. Her body can get some faint use, but her ugly mug can meet the garbage disposal for all I care.

Jinx: Tight-bodied, gun-wielding, havoc-wreaking criminal on the run. Do what the law can't and put an end to this trigger-happy whore.

After having been forced to be subdued brutally by the likes of countless demons, she’s forced to watch her own sister Panty get gang raped for hours by an onslaught of various demons. Each time Stocking tries to break free from her bonds, she gets branded with a word. The word “CUNT” is branded on her jiggly ass, the CU being branded on her left asscheek and the NT branded on her right asscheek respectively so. Her cries of agony from the searing heat only fuel the demons raping her blonde sister even more, their lust triggered further.

Next up comes the word “BITCH”, it gets branded on her left tit just right above her nipple graciously. Again, hot tears streak down her face from a mixture of the branding and witnessing Panty get violated cruelly. But it doesn’t end there as the word “SLUT” is branded perfectly on her right tit, inches above her perky nipple. Throughout the whole ordeal of being branded like the fat cow she is, Stocking has practically pissed her own undies and her vocal chords exhausted from screeching so much.

Her wish for death is granted when a certain demon who killed Orchid (Yusuke Urameshi) decides to chow down on Stocking’s face. He hungrily consumes away at her visage until what’s staring back at him is a bloody skull with a cotton candy pink and sky blue mane still attached miraculously to her cranium. Her eyes are bloodshot, teeth exposed along with her perky gums.

As for Panty, her death came moments after her sister perished - via a dick to the skull as both of her eyes were gouged out, the bloody openings where her eyes once resided used as a makeshift fuckhole.

***

I offer, to the thread, Mary Barrows of Clock Tower and Beverly Goodman from Mr. Pickles. Both of these blonde milfs stumbled upon each other, the former having lost her own sons and everything she planned having gone awry. As for Beverly, her stupidity led her to a fate she cannot avoid. And without her beloved son Tommy or lazy husband Stanley, let along protective dog Mr. Pickles, she’s as good as dead. Finish these uppity cunts off.

Mary can meet a slow, painful end via being gently lowered down onto a razor sharp blade. After being strung up, she'll gradually fall lower and lower by the minute until her cunt meets cold steel, continuing onward to split her in half, provided she doesn't simply croak from spilling too much blood on the blade or having her entrails lose their place inside of her. Whichever becomes her end, she can enjoy every last painstaking millisecond of it.
As for that Beverly cunt, she's hardly worth the time. She can be tied up by the feet with a slit throat to bleed out like the pig she is. Once she's all dry, she can have her torso slit open and carved out so that her hollow chest cavity can be turned into a meat urinal. Her body can get some faint use, but her ugly mug can meet the garbage disposal for all I care.

Jinx: Tight-bodied, gun-wielding, havoc-wreaking criminal on the run. Do what the law can't and put an end to this trigger-happy whore.

Jinx meets her end via fittingly so as she’s stripped naked, her trademark hair shaved clean to where she’s bald as she’s strapped to an electric chair. Despite being stark nude and shaved, she still cackles throughout her bonds, up until the voltage of the electric chair hits her like a ton of bricks. Her laughter transforms to that of hysteric caterwauls of anguish, her eyeballs literally bursting out of her skull, optical fluid running down her visage alongside a mixture of hot tears and blood. Her brain is completely fried, skin now a bronze complexion. She makes twitches here and there, but all in all, Jinx lived like a rebel and died like one.

Offering Cassie Cage to the thread along with Candy Cane from Rumble Roses. Two smarmy little cunts who ran checks their asses can’t cash and thought they were tough shit. What’re ya waiting for? Show these dumb broads their places.

(05-26-2018, 12:00 AM)EmeraldCrow Wrote: Jinx meets her end via fittingly so as she’s stripped naked, her trademark hair shaved clean to where she’s bald as she’s strapped to an electric chair. Despite being stark nude and shaved, she still cackles throughout her bonds, up until the voltage of the electric chair hits her like a ton of bricks. Her laughter transforms to that of hysteric caterwauls of anguish, her eyeballs literally bursting out of her skull, optical fluid running down her visage alongside a mixture of hot tears and blood. Her brain is completely fried, skin now a bronze complexion. She makes twitches here and there, but all in all, Jinx lived like a rebel and died like one.

Offering Cassie Cage to the thread along with Candy Cane from Rumble Roses. Two smarmy little cunts who ran checks their asses can’t cash and thought they were tough shit. What’re ya waiting for? Show these dumb broads their places.

Cassie is no stranger to brutality, but that doesn't make it any less painful when she takes a low blow so rough, it would make her old man proud. Of course, it wouldn't stop there, and her challenger would be reaming their arm right up into her, going deeper and deeper until they had a full-fist grip on the inside of her cunt. The shock might wear off just enough for her to realize her situation, only to be given back ten-fold when her assailant begins pulling out, taking everything he grazed on his way in back out with him. The broken bones and bruised organs from battle mounting on top of the inner destruction would make it Cassie's final fight.

Candy Cane, on the other hand, would see a merciless beating the likes of which she's never seen in the ring, let alone felt. Bringing her guitar out as a last resort would end up being her ultimate downfall, as her opponent snaps the strings off and effortlessly tangles them around her neck and stomach, pulling the coiled metal tighter and tighter, forcing it through her flesh until she comes apart twice. Of course, that would hardly be the end, since with her faithful instrument unable to be played, a replacement would be needed. Thankfully, Candy's leftover head, spine, and torso have the perfect measurements to be fastened into a brand new guitar, fleshy strings of varying lengths running between the top of her torso and her neck stump, hugging tight to the vertebrae that now function as the frets, transforming her into a macabre instrument that the devil himself would kill to have in his collection.

Continuing our trend of bimbos brawling to the end, let's see how Rainbow Mika fairs in her last battle.

R. Mika - like her fat ass and cow udders will provide anyone from sparing mercy on her pathetic cocktease existence. I can only imagine she’s injected with saline in her ass and tits, making them reach proportions she didn’t dream of. They’ll look so comical, veins displaying until bets are placed until which one pops ever so gruesomely like a cyst on a dog, fat and blood oozing out of her prized bosom and mountainous ass cheeks. She’ll be in shock, her mind racing to comprehend why on earth someone would do this to her and not someone as sick as Juri. Tears roll down her face, her body shaking in shock. It’s not too long before eventually she dies, via a slash to the throat with a piece of glass that was broken from the beer bottle she was attacked with. Her body will be left as a grim reminder to those who want to die next.

Offering a more well known target, Queen Elsa! Uppity fucking bitch with her Sasha Grey like smirk thought she could defeat you - and now she’s on the receiving end. Show this so called queen no mercy.

It had taken a long time, but the army finally captured the damned ice witch Elsa. The soldiers hadn't been kind to their former queen, beating her half to death before she'd even been dragged back to the city proper. Her once beautiful face was battered, bruised, and bloodied. Her dress was tattered rags, barely clinging to her curvy figure, and leaving much of her body exposed to the onlooking crowd. The young queen was tied to a stake, set atop dry logs. The crowd cheered as one of the guards threw a burning torch onto the mound. In an instant, the pile caught fire, flames rising to burn at the former queen. Even with the crowd's raucous cheering, everyone could hear her screaming as her flesh burnt and roasted alive. She'd scream for a long time until finally burning to death. A slow, fitting end for an ice witch.

Oh, Samus. What could all those bizarre creatures of the final frontier possibly do to her incredible body? Certainly not let it go to waste. A large, creeping ooze that slowly engulfs her and disassembles her armor plate by plate before corroding her zero suit would be her end. It melts away at her limbs, but is very careful not to harm her head or torso, leaving that job to the parasite that inhabits its mass and lives with it symbiotically. With her armor and weapons destroyed, and lacking any limbs to fight back, Samus can put up no resistance as the ooze seeps into her ears, nostrils, mouth, and eyes, thrusting in and out her skull as the alien organism corrodes everything ounce of her grey matter. At this stage, the time for the parasite has arrived, and the puddle of bloody, melted tissue that was once her brain becomes a feeding and breeding ground for the growth of the colony. Samus' body continues to be hollowed out, her organs meeting a similar fate as her brain, though the ooze specifically keeps her reproductive organs in-tact so that it can reproduce itself, slowly forming a humanoid creature made of its disgusting slime that bursts from her womb in a cloud of blood and interstellar slop.

YoHRa no. 2, Battle Type; 2B. She's as beautiful as she is expendable. Surely, a cruel, sadistic man came up with the idea of a bleeding, pain-feeling android. Torture and/or end her however you like, there's plenty more where she came from.

I wouldn’t really exactly kill 2B, but reprogram her for better or worse. She’ll serve as my public fuckdoll for me to earn money, and when at home, she’ll cook and clean for my pleasure. Should she disobey, I’ll have an electric shock collar around her neck that will send volts in her body, until she gets the idea that she’s not to disobey me or dare piss me off. Eventually, all her memories of her loved ones are gone and she has memoirs of being a cumdumpster and servant. Rather suiting.

I offer, to the thread, Jaycee from Tekken and Alyssa Hale from Clock Tower. Show these cockteases no fucking mercy.

If Alyssa wins: she ends up having a pair of giant hedge clippers shoved up her pussy and asshole, ruining her orifices and insides at the same time. It’ll be unlikely she survives, and if she is still surprisingly alive, slit open her throat and watch the bitch bleed out. For extra measure, take away that stupid amulet she has as a keepsake.

If Jaycee wins: Strap her down to a table and watch as a buzzsaw slowly makes it way to her, shredding her slutty outfit as it begins tearing away at her cunt. Her screams of agony will do very little to cease her captors as the buzzsaw moves forward, sending blood across the room with her insides reduced to ribbons. Her wish for death will finally come when the titanium saw slices her heart perfectly, leaving the beating organ a uselessly halved mess. With Jaycee sliced perfectly, leave her body out for whoever finds it.

Offering a more well known target - Juri Han! Psycho bitch is now at your disposal.

Juri can take a slow, degrading, painful way out. Once her skills are no longer useful, she'll be captured and taken to S.I.N. headquarters and restrained to be fucked senseless and experimented on. Researchers will put her body under incredible stress to create a new fighter far stronger than her, all while taking advantage of her inability to fight back, even carving out that glowing eye of hers and skullfucking her brains into a pile of mush. She'd be resilient, and when they finally decide they've learned all they can from her, she'll have some fighting spirit left in her, only for it to be wrung out of her as her bindings start pulling away from each other, splitting her down the middle from her cunt to her forehead, spilling blood, guts, and weeks worth of old cum onto the laboratory floor.

Widowmaker; Certainly no stranger to the occasional necessary murder. Give her a fittingly brutal end.

(07-20-2018, 07:08 PM)wrecked24 Wrote: Juri can take a slow, degrading, painful way out. Once her skills are no longer useful, she'll be captured and taken to S.I.N. headquarters and restrained to be fucked senseless and experimented on. Researchers will put her body under incredible stress to create a new fighter far stronger than her, all while taking advantage of her inability to fight back, even carving out that glowing eye of hers and skullfucking her brains into a pile of mush. She'd be resilient, and when they finally decide they've learned all they can from her, she'll have some fighting spirit left in her, only for it to be wrung out of her as her bindings start pulling away from each other, splitting her down the middle from her cunt to her forehead, spilling blood, guts, and weeks worth of old cum onto the laboratory floor.

Widowmaker; Certainly no stranger to the occasional necessary murder. Give her a fittingly brutal end.

Widowmaker meets her demise after being snuck up on while sniping and disarmed and beaten into submission at close quarters. The sexy long-range fighter is no match at close range, her feeble counterattacks easily brushed aside as at first fists, then her own sniper rifle after being snatched from her, pound into her toned belly, pert breasts, and arrogant sneering face. Soon that sneer is gone from her face, replaced with a dazed look of defeat as she sways unsteadily, her shapely dancer's legs doing little to support her lithe form after the beating. Widowmaker can barely keep her feet as she moans, taut ass shaking to and fro in her unsteadiness, waiting for her opponent to finish her.

Not wanting to grant the bitch a quick death, her captor hogties the defeated French agent and strategically pulls aside her outfit's chest and crotch to reveal the sniper's alluring purple-tinged flesh. Widowmaker's pretty lavender-hued nipples are stiff with excitement from the battle and honey is slowly leaking from her swollen purple pussy lips, slightly spread to reveal a hint of the silky pink inside. It looks as if the self-styled black widow is enjoying her compromised position much more than her haughty airs would indicate - and the man that defeated her takes advantage of that by teasing the bitch with her own weapon. Using the tip of the sniper rifle, he lightly rubs Widowmaker's tits, tracing along her areola until her nubs are painfully taut. He then follows that up by forcing his way into her silky vaginal folds with the rifle - the tip easily sliding into the bitch's aroused cunt tunnel.

At first Widowmaker is silent during this, but her silence turns into alternating curses and moans in that sexy French accent as her tits are toyed with. As she is penetrated, those curses disappears and are replaced entirely with yelps, gasps, and moans as the sniper's hips start thrusting against her weapon's penetration. Soon her body quakes in ecstasy, honey streaming around the rifle impaling her, as she gives in to the pleasure. Her cool purple flesh is flushed, the expression on her face one of helpless lust as the orgasm washes over her. Now all the noises she makes are pants and hushed girlish giggles as she tries to recover from the climax, her captor removing the glistening rifle from her pussy with a wet sucking sound and a fresh splatter of girlcum.

Widowmaker's expression shifts back to hard scowl, panting subsiding, as she realizes what was just done to her. She opens her mouth to make some cocky French-accented remark, but it never comes. Instead, a howl of pleasure and pain erupts as the man uses the now slick rifle to penetrate Widowmaker's most-treasured asset - her plump, taut, perfectly-shaped ass. The cheeks ripple and jiggle as the sniper's puckered purple asshole is forced open by her own weapon and then deeply fucked, the barrel filling up Widowmaker to the brim. All rational thought is lost as the humiliating lust of having her perfect ass plundered washes over the French sniper. Widowmaker's bruised pussy, still spread to reveal the delicate pink depths from her earlier violation, now twitches yet again in pleasure as her captor slides the barrel of her gun in and out of her derriere, a streamer of her honey falling to the ground. Her pert, erect-nippled tits bounce as she contorts her bound dancer's body to the limit to try to force the rifle deeper into her nethers. Widowmaker's cries of ecstasy fill the air as her ass is painfully fucked, causing her quivering quim to launch a crystalline spray of her appreciation into the air. As her body shakes in climax, Widowmaker's heavy-lidded eyes roll back into her head, the sniper's pale lips now mouthing a heavily-accented stream of begging for more punishment to her conqueror.

Completely lost in her ecstasy at being defeated, bound, tortured, humiliated into semi-unwilling orgasm, and now assfucked into very, very willing orgasm - Widowmaker doesn't even notice the rifle assfucking stop as her captor adjusts his grip to hold the weapon's trigger. Her climax is still rolling through her body at the same time the bullets do, her screams abruptly turning into gurgles as the slugs slice through her organs and lungs before leaving her through her heaving chest in a spray of red. Crimson droplets litter her outfit and purple flesh, now riddled with bullet exit wounds. Widowmaker, no, Amelie - the deadly assassin reduced back to brutalized woman - wheezes as searing pain consumes her. Bright red blood drips out of her luscious lips and whatever is left of her insides is an inferno of pain, as her captor had switched her rifle to full auto before delivering the coup de grace. She looks down over her bound body, vision rolling over her lithe body blasted full of holes, noting her lovely breasts are somehow still mostly intact with only a few bullet holes puncturing their rolling slopes - her blood-engorged nipples still standing proudly at attention, seeking out a man's touch.

Widowmaker realizes with horror that despite the pain in her shredded innards, she can still feel the steel of the rifle buried in her lovely ass. And whereas before that steel was slightly warm from its penetration of her sacred flower, now it burns red from a full clip's worth of gunfire. The result of that, of course, is that her cold ass-flesh is now cooking from the intense heat and fusing to the rifle barrel. Her eyes bulge in horror at the realization and the pain, and then roll into her skull as her face flushes. She is so turned on by being utterly destroyed and put in her place as a useless whore. Previously, the sniper had only experienced pleasure as she squeezed the trigger to snuff out another hapless target - but now, she knew what she really wanted was to be on the receiving end. A thrill runs through her as Widowmaker envisions the pictures that will be shared of her demise - the lovely, confident Talon assassin reduced to an exposed, violated, bullet-riddled corpse with her own gun stuck up her ass. Dewy honey buds on Widowmaker's bruised pussy even as her blood slowly drips out of her numerous wounds, and the sniper mentally thanks Talon for slowing down her bloodflow enough that she can enjoy her last moments.

But her captor is not done with her yet - in one of his hands he still holds the assassin's grappling hook, and he is certain to use it. The man unbinds Widowmaker's legs and kicks them apart, the thick thighs twitching as they flop to the ground uselessly. Amelie's pussy is swollen and yearning with arousal, and the man grins as he stomps down hard on it, planting his boot into the center of the drooling pink petals. Widowmaker convulses helplessly as pleasure shoots through her from the cruel act, the pain lighting her nerves on fire as her addled mind revels further in the humiliation. She tries to use whatever strength she has left to grind her clit against the dirty bottom of the man's boot, hoping to light a spark to one final burst of ecstasy.

That burst comes when the man aims the grappling hook downward and shoots it directly into Widowmaker's slender throat. The sharp metal claws burst through the bitch's elegant neck and slice deep into her flesh, windpipe, and spine. He pushes his boot down even harder into her squelching pussy as he presses the retract button on the hook. Widowmaker realizes what is happening and creams herself at her impending, humiliating demise. Her pussy squirts a spray of feminine juices onto the bottom of her conqueror's boot as her eyes go blank, face flushing and mouth opening in ecstasy. That expression would be the one permanently inked onto Widowmaker's face via rigor mortis, as the hook severs the whore's head from her body and returns it to the man that had slain her.

With a triumphant roar, he holds Widowmaker's head up over her annihilated body using her ponytail. Her face is forever frozen in debased ecstasy, and will remain that way even after he forces the purple-skinned whore's mouth over his erection and marks the dead bitch's flesh with his seed.

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Your quest for Soul Edge is interrupted after being ambushed by Taki, the legendary Shadow Huntress of Demons. As you beat the busty ninja into submission, you can't help but notice her erect nipples and sopping pussy easily visible against the skintight bodysuit she wears. Looks like the bitch is getting off on being put in her place by a nobody. Finish her and show the kunoichi slut what the penalty for defeat is.

A couple of hours later, she comes too, having in the meantime been moved an abandoned mill not far from where the fight happened. Taki comes around, to find herself inescapably tied and trapped foot first in the path of the oncoming millstone, she struggles to get out of the path of the stone, but finds herself hopelessly anchored into position. her victorious challenger walks into the mill, and seeing her awake, walks over the trapped, hopeless Ninja.

"Please, don't do this, I'll do whatever you want..." Taki pleads as you look her over, having enjoyed playing with her as she slept. "you already have bitch, and now, you're gonna die. Funny thing, considering how you're bound. you're likely to live until your chest gets crushed, maybe a bit longer, but before I turn on the water to start the mill, one last thing." "Merc....HMMPH!!!!" Taki tries to beg as you tie a gag into place, silencing her. you then walk away, opening the water flow to activate the millstone.

Taki screams into her gag as you leave her to her fate, sealing the old mill shut behind you to ensure there's to be no rescue or escape. as you predict, Taki must watch as ever so slowly, the millstone advances, and it takes almost an hour to reach her feet, and then the pain begins as she is slowly, methodically crushed, and as predicted, she somehow manages to hold on until she sees her huge tits be smashed like giant grapes in a wine press, when the stone finally finishes all that's left of Taki is a bloody, grease slick and a blood soaked stone, that continues its journey until there's noting left of the once proud ninja warrior.

How about Kira Carsen (Star Wars The Old Republic) or Xev Bellringer, from Lexx…